After several weeks of high stress today all of a sudden everything went smoothly and calmly. I feel rather like someone who's been riding a skateboard downhill and has suddenly hit a patch of gravel. The free fall moment of "uh-oh" feeling is ... rather daunting.

(Yes, over socialized. I had that conversation earlier in the week.)

Since I can't entirely remember the lead up to it, I shall refrain from posting about how fresne and I found out an interesting old meaning to the word "corvette". It had little to do with ships, and I shall forever look at the car a bit differently now.

the marketing seems to have worked, considering your new found appreciation. i resent the fact that everyone now thinks "car" when they hear corvette. they were little frigates for centuries before some car company came along! what do you expect from a car company with a name mutated from chevalier? *pfft*